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Chapter 691 National War: Under the Table

The light that was teleported from the preparation zone to the simulated scene dissipated in front of your eyes, holding the top with a glow full of beauty and holiness. When Osfiya had not had time to observe the surroundings and determine where he was in London to formulate the next strategy,

Wearing a pure white shawl with golden patterns in the royal court, she suddenly heard Leonidas' calm and heavy voice coming from beside her, with a slight surprise.

"Osfiya, Neil? Are you actually here too?"

Turning around and looking, his blue eyes widened slightly in surprise. Osfiya saw an extraordinary burly figure and a taciturn young man who looked at her!

"It seems that our locations are randomly connected."

His arms were probably as thick as normal people's thighs. Leonidas wrapped his hands in front of his chest and nodded slightly as if he was about to explode. His face under his sunglasses was tough and steady.

"It seems...it doesn't seem to be the case."

With a calm and cold expression under the slightly messy curly hair, no sadness or joy in his eyes, Neil looked at the crossroads of London not far away and spoke in a concise and incisive manner as before.

Then Reonidas and Osfiya turned their heads and looked in the direction he was talking, and their eyes moved...

I saw two figures of wrestling on the ground and young men sighing beside me.

He actually went to the same place with the other party?

Osfiya was surprised. This was the first time this happened after she had read the records of the past national war.

Click —!

The collision of giant metal sounded, and Leonidas held the mechanical giant claw of the pile driver inserted on the ground beside him. The soldier, who was visually estimated to be at least hundreds of kilograms, was lifted up directly by one hand, and the slightly hoarse voice spitted a calm sound without much fluctuation.

"It seems to save a lot of trouble, but unlike the list of combat power received, it seems that the other party has two people with insufficient ranks followed."

"What are we going to do now?"

Holding the prayer staff and participating in the national war for the first time, Osfiya chose to respect the experience of the two and to carry out her support for positioning duties this time.

"Since I've met it head-on, first of all, I'm saying hello."

Obviously, he is not a white man and doesn't know where he comes from, but now as a member of the royal court, Leonidas still chooses to implement the national war etiquette he deserves when he stands.

Neil, who was not speaking, seemed to agree with the default. Osfiya nodded slightly to agree. Since it was not a normal encounter, the open and upright position came together randomly, it was still necessary to say hello to him.

And not to mention that the other party seems to have only one normal C-level combat power, and they have an absolute advantage.

The three of them negotiated the first decision, and then they were about to go forward and say some greetings to the other party's nightclub, and then they started a head-on battle.

Before Osfiya took the first step, she saw the only C-level young man among the other three, rolling directly on the ground, squatting and running, and not even having time to take care of the two companions around her.

Escape without looking back...

"this..."

...

"Is this too unlucky, right?"

In the night viewing room, the eldest young master couldn't bear to look directly at the virtual screen. Ran and the three of them collided with the three people on the opposite side. He didn't know what to say and sighed bitterly.

Looking at the cross streets of the City of London on the virtual screen, Fang Ran turned his head and ran away. Ye Sheng's ink-colored eyes were stunned, and Resurrection was a little amused. Qingning blinked cutely next to him, and the rest of the people were stunned for a moment.

"I've wanted to say a long time ago. What's the luck of this kid Fang Ran from meeting him?"

Recalling Fang Ran's strange luck since before, Hua Ling sighed in a strange and speechless manner on her face, just sitting next to Hua Ling. Su Qun also sighed helplessly when he saw this scene:

"It's bad now. Originally, only Fang Ran reached level C to face the royal court, which was absolutely insufficient in combat power, let alone in such a dilemma of losing the opportunity to seize the opponent's chance to meet and forcing a head-on battle."

"Escape is shameful but very useful. Although that's the case, it's definitely not possible to escape the tracking range of three C-levels. At least you mean the night scene and the other side will lose the whole scene...."

The alchemist, speechlessly remembered the memory of being ruthlessly abandoned, and looked at Fang Ran, who was rushing into the Lantho Skyscraper, which is the famous "Chesy Paving Building" in London.

At the same time, Wang Ting's viewing room in this aspect.

"It turned out that they were all randomly together..."

Simon said to himself unexpectedly, looking at this one that could be said to be the worst start for the night scene. In front of everyone, Colosos couldn't help laughing with a cane, and then looked at the platinum-haired woman who even wanted to maintain respect for him.

"Ms. Le Guien, it seems that as you said, this time the C-level battle has lost its suspense."

Sitting beside the two A-levels, Simon has always been amazed from the beginning of her appearance. A woman who could be treated equally by the highest-ranking person in the royal court, wearing a white noble suit with golden hollow lace on the edge. She was not someone else sitting here.

It was Fang Ran who met on that flight a hundred years ago on the Arctic Night last month, and it was also the root cause of the birth of the "doll" by the witch,

——Aurelia Le Gionen.

However, when he heard this sentence from Colosos, Le Guien suddenly remained silent.

Because she was trying her best to hide her shock when she saw the figure in the virtual screen!

Why is he here?

"Speaking of this, the C-level young man sent by the Nightclub this time was the night crow who had a lot of trouble in the night pearl not long ago, right?"

Looking at Fang Ran, who turned his head and ran away directly, Colossus raised the topic of having some impression of this appearance. While Herschel frowned slightly at this unscrupulous behavior, the handsome blonde young man folded his hands on his raised legs and smiled gracefully:

"Indeed, he was the nightclub member who was mistaken for a supernova for a time. Haha, this is the first time I have seen him."

In the relaxed atmosphere of everyone present, only Le Guien looked at the figure of the young man in the building on the virtual screen, who looked hurried and panicked on the surface, silently retracted his speech just now,

When no one noticed the blue eyes quietly looked around at the people in the battle room, thinking about the meaning of the young man on the screen appearing in this national war.

And the unknown impact of letting yourself appear here next, that thing that might happen will have.

But before her thoughts subsided, a complicated pattern lit up in the depths of Le Guien's blue eyes. Out of concern about the matter on the table, she reminded the child who was strictly not a descendant of her to the same extent as the other party's "violation".

-'Don't underestimate your opponent.'-
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